Page 13 of Monster: King of Nevada

“You’re beautiful,” I whisper. His chest and arms are marked with intricate tattoos filled with detail that I probably couldn’t decipher in my lifetime.

“Beautiful?” He tries the word out while thinking of himself. “Never been called that before.” His chuckle makes me squirm again, and I rub my thighs together to quell the throbbing.

“Well, people are idiots.”

He kneels on the bed now, one leg on the outside of my hip, the other between my thighs, pressed up tight to my sex. His necktie is in his hand as he reaches for me.

Wrapping the silk around my wrist, he fastens the other to his. Not what I expected.

When he notices my confusion, he says, “Can’t have you running from me.”As if I would.Well, if he reverted back to the asshole of earlier, I might consider it.

“Can’t have that, Daddy,” I whisper, holding my breath as I wait for his reaction.

“Christ.” His head drops to his chest. “I know you heard our conversation earlier. About the girls Rue has sent to me.” I swallow but don’t say anything. “It’s not like it sounds… No, it is. It’s a long fucking story, so I’ll condense it, and you can ask questions tomorrow, okay?”

I nod, preparing for what he’s about to tell me.

“I purchased Rue a few months before Nick got his hands on her.” My eyes widen in shock. Not what I was expecting. “Rue promised to find me a woman who would match my desires.” He shakes his head while closing his eyes as he thinks about thedeal. “Over the last year, she’s sent five or six women to me, hoping we’d be a match.”

“And me?” I almost don’t ask that, but I have to know. “I probably come with the most baggage.” And I hate that it might mean he won’t want me in the long run.

“I knew you were special from the way Rue described you. I was defensive and pissed this morning. Pissed because I thought she’d be wrong. But I’d already been an asshole and defensive, having a hard time believing you were exactly what I’d been looking for, for so fucking long.”

Brushing the hair off my face, he kisses each cheek, then moves to my forehead, whispering something I can’t hear before pulling back. “Your baggage is life. I can’t say I’ll get everything right, or that I won’t be an asshole again, because I will, but if you give me a chance, Ella, I swear I’ll treat you right, and we’ll have an amazing life together.”

His words are perfect. But I have one question. “What about love, Theias? Can you ever love me…love us?”

8

THEIAS

Can I love them?

The question has been burning in my mind all night. With Ella fast asleep in my arms, her nude body wrapped tightly around me like she’s never felt safe enough to rest, I hold her a little tighter.

Ella is one of the strongest women I’ve ever met. She’s also vulnerable and fighting so hard to hide it. I hadn’t anticipated the problems that would come along with her, yet I can’t deny they won’t stop me from getting to know her further. From claiming Ella and the baby as mine.

Glancing down, this woman appears so at peace, with her head settled on my chest and long lashes resting gracefully on her cheeks. I brush stray hairs from her face, and Ella sighs, nuzzling closer into me. Her hand, draped across my stomach, clenches into a tiny fist before relaxing as she begins awakening.

“Daddy?” My dick jumps for joy and my heart pounds with need at her sleepy whisper.

She’s exactly what I’ve been looking for and has come into my life at the right time. This year is the first in a long while that I haven’t had an enemy trying to take me down.

Rolling her onto her back, I follow on top of her. Her legs spread for me without hesitation, and my cock finds her slick pussy like a heat-seeking missile. No hesitation. Her peaked nipples poke at my chest as I bury my face into her neck, groaning while my dick slips along her heated core.

“Ella,” I hiss when her hips rise to meet mine. “Ella.” I can’t stop humping through her soaked lips with the craving to sink in nice and deep until we’re so elementally connected that neither of us knows where one begins and the other ends.

“Oh, oh, oh, Theias, please.”God, I love hearing my name on her lips.

“What do you want, Ella? Tell me.” I love the idea of turning this good girl into a filthy-mouthed whore in my bed. “Tell Daddy exactly what you want, baby doll.”

Her fingers sift through my hair, scratching at my scalp as her back arches, and she lets out a long moan. Tugging the strands in her fists, she rushes out, “Please, Daddy, please fuck me hard. Deep. Dirty.”

Hissing, I bite my lip to stop myself from coming all over her cunt. “Fuck, sweet girl, anything you want.” Slanting my lips over hers, I slide my cock into her tight pussy, fists clenching at her hips. “Fucking tight perfection, Ella. You were made to take my big dick.”Christ,I damn near don’t fit.

Thrusting back and forth in slow motion so I don’t hurt her, my toes curl when I finally work myself all the way inside her slick heat.

“So good, Daddy. Harder.” Her lips move along my jaw, kissing and nipping, and it takes everything inside me to hold onto my load.

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